The Cheshire Spiral - Lord-Shaper (A Subdivided Dream) [MATHCORE DJENT TECH METALCORE PROG METAL]

The Tessellating Jester - Track 6 / 9 Lyrics: I am as I always am, I am not as I always am not, Made-up matter to modify, The duality of thought, Created destruction to destroy creation, Improvising the plot, Portrayed patterns personified, In perfect paradox, A conception deception, Inflexibly destined, God of Gods, Shaper of Lords, Repeats what never came before, Dual-faced deity of identical polarity, Inwardly outward — an entrance through an exit door, The recognizable ignored, Fearfully adored, Contradiction coils in the ouroboric never-now, Unbecoming form — the formless takes its bow, Non-cyclical spirals in speculative clarity, A spherical mirror reflecting truthful insincerity, Simplicity in multiplicity, Desirable disparity, Dissolution of distinction, Delight in Delirium, Deformity Defined, Optimism in Despair, A chasm of opposites, In delicate design, Gods of God, Shapers of the Lord, Repeat what's never come before, Two-faced trickster of androgyny, Screaming whispers in half-tone, Dissonant harmonies, Happily displeased, Brahma conceived, Janus believed, Impractical parity, Impossible parallelity, Born in death — one long moment in a suffocating breath, Pray to the recursive anomaly, Loathing to love such a tragic comedy, God of Gods, Shaper of War, Repeats what never came before, Dances with itself in deviation, Tandava display in a mandala formation, Reclamation of decimation, Fractal-faced jester, Glitching in singular plurality, Backward progressor of cosmic retrocausality, A non-self, without seed, Thriving in unbalanced symmetry, An equilibrium deceived — There is no line between A and B, Saṃsāra splits into kaleidoscopic seams, Gods of Gods, Shapers of the unified binary veil, Twin serpents feast on mirrored tails, Double demon-angels of dichotomy, The tessellating jester laughs and weeps, Willingly trapped in this heaven-hell purgatory, A subdivided dream --- Story: 6 · Lord-Shaper (A Subdivided Dream) The jester stepped forward and became everything at once. Male and female, god and void, creator and destroyer— a paradox wearing its own contradiction as a crown. It spoke without words: I am as I always am. I am not as I always am not. The universe folded in half and laughed.